Manhattan, New York. 10:30 at night after a release party for the corporate boyfriend's business startup, Louis and Charlotte were walking home as it was merely a few blocks away. Charlotte was making everything difficult for Louis at the party. She was being a brat all night, teasing him as often as she could, ignoring every warning sign he kept giving her, even deriving some pleasure from the look on his face when she blatantly ignored his order to calm down. She knows she's going to be in big trouble the second they walk through the penthouse's front door. But the excitement of what he's going to do to her keeps her heart racing as they calmly walk down the street alone holding hands like nothing was wrong at all.
The closer they got to their building, the harder he would hold onto her hand, letting her know he didn't forget all the brattiness she did. Soon, they arrived at the building and went through the lobby, fairly innocently, until the door shut on the elevator. Without warning, Charlotte was pinned against the wall by Louis' hand, semi-gently/semi-tightly, around her throat. He looked into her eyes with such fierceness that she felt she could melt right then and there.
He leaned in and growled into her ear lowly, "Y'kno you definitely won't be walking right for the next few days due to the bullshit you pulled at the party all night long... right?" He then bit her neck quickly before the elevator stopped mid-way up and pulled away like nothing happened as an elderly woman walked in and rode the elevator up with them, none the wiser to what was going through their minds. She got off the floor below theirs and as soon as the elevator door closed again, he gripped her by the back of her neck tightly, and they waited there like that while they rode it up the rest of the way to the final stop at the top of the building.
Once the door opened he pushed her out by her neck in front of him, leading her down the hallway to their front door. Louis fished for his keys out of his suit pocket and placed them into the lock and unlocked the door, putting his keys back into his pocket when he was done. But before he opened the door he stood there, almost on purpose to give her that much more anticipation. Finally, after what felt like hours of silence and standing absolutely still, he opened the door and shoved her in. He let go of her neck and put up his jacket on the coat rack next to the door.
Sternly, he spoke to her, "Strip all your clothes off and stand right in that spot by the doorway, and do not move one inch." Leaving the entryway and down the hall towards their bedroom, Charlotte assumed he went there to go get a scene set up for them. She started doing as she was told, her nipples erect just from the thought of what was to come. She took off her shirt and bra, which brushed against the already erect nipples, causing her to shiver a bit. It took everything in her not to moan just from that alone, she was so turned on already. Her nipples were a dead giveaway that she was, plus it was fairly chilly in the house without a shirt on. She finished taking off the rest of her pants, looking at how wet her panties already were and smirking, knowing if he saw this he would have degraded her about being such a needy slut. She shook her head and gathered herself, knowing he would be back any minute and she needed to get her head on straight so she could focus on whatever punishment lay ahead.
About 25 minutes later, Louis came back wearing a white button-down, black dress pants from the day, and his black leather harness. His face was stern and determined, with a flare of desire in his eyes. Charlotte saw this and whatever fire that was inside her already grew at that point. He knew how much this outfit got her going, and he was going to tease the hell out of her with it. She was going to be punished, and harshly, for being so insubordinate all day long. In front of not only friends but also business partners and co-workers.
He stood there, hands behind his back, staring at her intently. Feeling his eyes on her roaming all over her body made her body start warming up from between her thighs up throughout the rest of her body. Her breathing started slowly getting heavier while he started to circle her, never letting her see what he had in his hands behind his back as he did, and also never taking his hungry eyes off of her. The sheer amount of intensity behind his hungry eyes shook her to her core, making it nearly irresistible to touch herself for him. But she resisted because she knew if she didn't he would make whatever punishment he had already planned much, much worse.
Louis then stopped behind her, where she couldnt see him as she kept her head straight on without even being told to. "Grab onto your hair and hold it above your head and do not let go no matter what." He ordered. She did as she was told to and braced herself for whatever it was he was about to do to her. Her mind was racing along with her heartbeat. Suddenly she felt a soft cloth brush against her right shoulder as he moved his hand through her arms and took the cloth belt and placed it over her eyes and tied it under her hair. Now she couldn't see anything.
He took her by the back of her neck again, "Do not let go of your hair. Walk." She knew they were going to the bedroom but being blindfolded you lose a bit of your sense of direction even in your own home. She did as told, and heard the door to the bedroom open, and then got pushed through it, and he closed it behind them. She stood there awaiting instructions. She heard a box she was all too familiar with the sound of it opening, open, and heard him roam around it for something. She heard the closet open and then the rattle of chains. Then she felt his presence behind her again, silence filling the room for several minutes. He sure was making this difficult just by not doing anything to her, and also knowing he was wearing her favorite outfit, but being blindfolded so she wasn't allowed to see it. This was definitely the start of a long, punish-filled night.
Suddenly, mid-thought, she felt the sting of a cat-o-nine tails swat across her entire ass, not lightly either, at the top of how hard she likes it being swung. Louis was not holding back tonight at all. Charlotte let out a loud yelp, which earned her to be gripped by the neck from behind as he moved in, pressing himself against her backside and leaned into her ear, and growled into it again, "...Did I give you permission to make a noise...?" She whimpers "..no, Sir.." and he bites her neck once more, hard, making her bite her lip so she could hold in her moan. He then pulled away and struck her ass with the whip again, just as hard as before.
It took everything in her not to moan out in pleasure at each whip he gave her. The only thing she could do to stop herself from moaning was to focus on anything else, so, she started counting how many whips he gave her. She got to 6 before he stopped and she heard him place the whip on the desk beside them. Then it clicked. 6 whips, one for every time he had told her to stop being a brat at the party. The warm sting across both of her ass cheeks felt so incredibly amazing that she couldn't help but smile and lick her lips. He, of course, saw this.
"Oh? Did someone enjoy their first punishment? Well, that's too bad. You know you aren't supposed to enjoy being punished. What a little whore you are..." Louis grinned at the sight of her squirming to him calling her that. He just knew she had to be drenched. She absolutely loved being called names, and he loved seeing her reactions when he did. Especially in his low, dominant voice.
He leaned into Charlotte's ear, seeing her visibly starting to shake from how needy she is right now, and lowly growled out, "I bet you're just itching to have me touch you aren't you...?" She nodded quickly. She knew it wasn't going to be that easy though. She knew she was still getting punished. And as much as she had hoped he would be just as horny and wanting it as she is that he would disregard her punishment, at least for tonight, and fuck her, she knew that that was a pipe dream.
She felt cold metal wrap itself around her wrists, her hands still holding her hair up, and heard the chains moving as he tied her hands together with them. He then lead her over to a hook they had hanging off the canopy on their bedframe. He attached the chain to it so that she wasn't able to move from that spot nor was she able to relax her hands down even if she wanted to.
Taking a step back, he admired her body once again, being chained up like that, legs spread open, her entire body on display for him. "So vulnerable... So beautiful... You really drive me crazy, Char. I hope you know this..." He reached down and gently caressed the side of her breasts with the outside of his hand, which he noticed made her body tense up and cause her nipples to erect again. He smirked at this, knowing that just the mere touch he gave her excited her so much.
"Must be so terrible, knowing that I'm wearing your favorite outfit and not being allowed to see it. Not getting my touch. Or any of your pretty little holes filled. You're so incredibly needy right now, aren't you, my little slut?"
"Yes, sir! I am!" She excitedly said, slightly exasperated. Charlotte knew she was going to have to beg him eventually to touch her, let alone fuck her. She knew things weren't going to go the way she wanted anymore. She was entirely at his mercy, and she loved every second of it.
Louis chuckled at how desperate she sounded. Then after a few minutes of him caressing her breasts on the side, not even going anywhere near her nipples, he suddenly slapped them from the side, watching as they bounced back and forth and hungrily taking in every jolt and slight whimper she tried so hard to hold in. He slapped her breast from the other side, and the sight of her tits bouncing like that was enough to finally get him to start caving. He was already rock solid at this point, and unless he wanted to ruin her favorite outfit with his precum, he had to take it off and get down to business. So, he stripped in front of her despite knowing she can't see him do so. But he made up for that by making sure she heard everything he did.